Soothe

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The storm-tossed seas are made calm

Clouds part creating a space for the sun

Would seem the tempest is finally done

Perhaps a temporary lull in the raging storm

The kind of storm from which tales are spun

From this tossing, the world can transform

~

© Carol Campbell

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Quadrille – 2

On alternating Mondays at the Pub, we will be exploring the Quadrille and the haibun. this week the prompt word for the Quadrille is: Lull. Thanks to our host, Bjorn Brudberg.

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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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33 thoughts on “Soothe”

  1. …the kind of storm from which tales are spun….great line and very timely. Sunday night we had gale force winds, sheets and sheets of wind, thunder and lightning. I expect it was the same storm that the Anthem of the Seas cruise ship ran into … Very much in the news. I suspect there will be thousands of folks telling tales from that experience for a long time!

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  2. Indeed so many tales involve storms! Not only those storms of the sea but the storms of life in general. And, yes, after the storm a transformation!

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  3. “The storm-tossed seas are made calm

    Clouds part creating a space for the sun”

    “The kind of storm from which tales are spun”

    Love those lines quoted above. Quite a story to this storm and it’s only the beginning of a transformation 🙂

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  4. I see this as a metaphor for the constant changes that go on around us. Nothing is certain except that things will change! It’s no wonder we sometimes feel a little “wobble-y.” Well done, Carol!

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